Arshi FF #3 - My Imperfect Mr Perfect (Chapter 49 on Next Thread) - Page 67

My Imperfect Mr Perfect - Chapter 47

As she watched the dress burn bit by bit, she felt a kind of satisfaction grow within herself.

Just like Arnav had said, it definitely made her feel a whole lot better.

As Khushi watched on, Arnav slid his arm around her waist, watching the flames with her, just being there with her...

As the last of the flames died down, Arnav turned to Khushi and cupped her face, gazing into Khushi's eyes intensely.

"Khushi, the moment we were waiting for has finally come. Now there's no Shyam, no L75, no danger lurking behind us. Just me. You. Us. Remember what you said last night? That you couldn't wait for our happy ending? We can finally have that Khushi," Arnav said, happiness shining in his eyes.

Khushi couldn't help but smile as she heard him. He was right - they could finally have their happy ending now.

"But for that, I need you to erase everything that happened today from your mind. From now, this moment, you will only think about us and our future okay? Just forget everything that happened today okay?" Arnav said, to which Khushi nodded.

"Well, actually maybe not everything from today. Like what happened in the morning..." he said cheekily, making Khushi blush tomato red. "Oh and in Sheetal's room," he added, referring to their little hot encounter.

But instead of Khushi blushing more, she narrowed her eyes at him.

Pulling him towards her by his vest she asked, "By the way what happened in that room between you and Sheetal? What did that chudail say to you?"

Aah, my possessive tigress is back! This will be fun,' he thought.

Arnav looked at Khushi with a smirk.

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"She... err... It's probably best if I don't tell you anyways," he said, making her curiosity pique.

"Tell me," she demanded.

"Errmm well..." Arnav struggled. "Leave it Khushi, you won't be able to handle what happened between us," he said, not only increasing her curiosity but also her jealousy.

"Tell me NOW," she said authoritatively, tightening her grip on his vest, her anger increasing by the second now.

"Voh... Errr..." Arnav's fingers went up to his lips, caressing them as if reminiscing something that happened earlier with Sheetal.

And his play had the desired effect.

Khushi looked as if she was a volcano about to erupt.

"That bi***! Watch what I do to her!" Khushi was about to walk out of the room in her anger to the police station, when she felt herself being pulled back into a pair of arms.

"Easy my tigress. Aise jaougi? (You'll go like this?)" he asked, looking her up and down. After all, she was just standing in her salwar bottoms and her bra.

Khushi didn't say anything - she just stood there glaring at the floor in annoyance. She was so irritated that she didn't even care about her lack of clothes anymore.

"It's gone red," he said.

She just looked up at him for a second before letting her eyes set back down to the floor again.

"Your nose," he said, flicking it lightly, admiring the way her face was flushed in anger.

Sighing, he finally decided to relieve her of her burning jealousy. "I was just joking to rile you up Khushi," he said, tapping her nose with his own.

"Well, I didn't like it," she said, still angry.

"But you look so cute and irresistible when you're angry," Arnav told her, kissing her red cheeks.

Khushi pouted as she pushed him away, releasing herself from his arms as she turned away from him, crossing her arms like an angry little child.

"You know how much I hate Sheetal being near you and you always make fun of me for it. I don't like it," she complained.

Seeing that Khushi was actually getting a little upset over it, Arnav went and slid his arms around her waist from behind.

"If you like that Sheetal so much then go to her - why come to me?" Khushi said, slapping his arms off her waist - or at least she tried to. But Arnav just ended up tightening his arms around her.

"Khushi I love you, you know that right?" Arnav said lovingly, placing a soft kiss on the side of her neck.

Khushi huffed, still annoyed.

"Okay sorry? Now please forgive me?" Arnav asked, pecking her cheek, tightening his arms around her.

She lifted her chin up, looking to the other side, showing that she was still angry at him.

Actually Khushi had melted the second he said that he loved her. Of course she knew that he loved her and only her. But that didn't mean that she couldn't have a little fun at his expense did it? After all, he had done the same just a minute ago.

Seeing Khushi act all pricey, Arnav decided he would just go caveman on her since she wasn't giving in to his soft side.

Without a warning Arnav picked her up into his arms, making her gasp in surprise.

Dumping her on the bed he also jumped onto her, making sure not to hurt her, making her let out a shriek, which he covered just in time by placing his hand on her mouth.

"Acting pricey huh? That too with the ASR," he said, amusement shining in his eyes as he pinched her lightly on her bare waist, making her squeal and giggle at the same time.

Taking his hand off her mouth, he took her lips into a searing kiss, making her forget everything except for him.

Her hands which were trying to push him off all this time, now pulled him closer, not being able to get enough.

And his hands were no different - he touched her wherever he could, not being able to get close enough.

Khushi may have been pretending to get annoyed, but when it came to Arnav's touch, she just couldn't resist him...

They were both lost in their passion, but before things could escalate too much, Khushi pulled away slightly, leaving them breathless with the encounter.

She wanted him so much but she wanted to talk some things out with him first...

When their breathing started coming back to normal Khushi started, "I never expected you to resign your job..."

Arnav hadn't expected the subject to arise at that moment, but nevertheless he replied. "I thought it was time I did..." he said, taking her into his arms as he lay on his back.

Resting her chin on his chest, Khushi said softly, "I'm glad..."

Then slightly lifting her face up to look at Arnav she said, "You know Arnavji, after we confessed our love to each other, I thought about this issue so many times. I know you're capable of looking after yourself but I didn't know if I would have the strength to see you go out on a dangerous mission, worrying whether you would ever come home or not... I know you took up this job because you felt strongly about getting rid of criminals, and I wasn't sure how to approach you with the subject. It's not that I doubt your capabilities but-"

"Shhh" Arnav placed a finger on her lips. "I understand... I thought about it too Khushi and I finally decided it's best if I let this go. Because for me, since the moment I fell in love with you, nothing and no one matters more than you. Khushi, before you came into my life I didn't even care whether I lived or died." Khushi rushed to place a hand over his mouth, shaking her head, gesturing not to say that.

Gently removing her hand and placing a kiss on it, he continued, "But I now I want to live Khushi... For you. For us. I want to gaze at you for hours and hours, admiring the smallest things about you. I want to make love to you till we can't move. I want to sit by the poolside and stargaze with you. I want to have lots of little little fights with you. And when we make up I want to kiss you senseless and love you to no end. I want to have lotsss of children with you. I want to grow old with you. I want to die in your arm-"

He couldn't complete his sentence as his lips were suddenly covered by Khushi's.

Not resisting, he deepened the kiss, only to stop a few seconds later when he tasted something salty.

He pulled back to see tears rolling down her eyes, alarming him. "Khushi?"

"It's nothing Arnavji, I just... I'm just so happy that's all..." she replied, overwhelmed. Those few sentences had been enough for her to see how much he loved her and how much he wanted her in his life - not that she didn't know before, but it still made her emotional nevertheless.

Sighing as he wiped her tears, he asked teasingly, "Is it necessary to cry for everything?"

She just pouted before replying, "I love you laad governor..."

"I love you too," Arnav replied, a big smile on his face.

They just lay on the bed, their bodies entangled beautifully...

After a few minutes of silence, Khushi spoke, "By the way you never did tell me."

"What?" Arnav questioned.

"What happened in the room?"

Hearing her answer, Arnav couldn't help the chuckle that escaped him.

Khushi slapped him lightly on his chest, but then snuggled back into him as she felt a kiss on the top of her head.

Finally deciding to relieve her of her stress, Arnav told her what happened after she'd left the room. How Sheetal had offered the drink... How he'd exchanged the drinks without her noticing... How he made her think he was going to love her but then trapped her by tying her up...

"Hmmm," was all Khushi said as she heard what happened.

Inside, she was furious that Sheetal had eyed her man, and she wouldn't let the situation go without dealing with it her own way. But that could wait for later.

For now, she just wanted to be with Arnav in peace.

But little did she know that the peace wasn't going to last much longer.

"Arnavji I can go to Buaji's house tomorrow right?"

"Of course. We can stay there the whole day and then return at night. Or if you want, we can even stay over for a day or two."

"What?" Khushi asked, confused. "But I'm staying there from now on anyways right?"

"What the?!" Arnav exclaimed. "Khushi what the hell are you on about? Why would you stay with Buaji from tomorrow?"

"Because the case is now over and I should go back to my house," Khushi said.

"This is your house damn it! And what do you mean the case is over so you can go home? Then what about us?" he gritted.

"But Arnavji it's not right for me to stay here anymore. I have to stay in Buaji's house until our marriage na?" Khushi said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Arnav froze as he heard the word marriage.'

"Khushi I don't believe in marriages. And you are staying with me. Period."

Hehehe now none of you expected this storm did you? 😉

I know it's a short update but it felt right to stop it there - and it means you get an early update too 😊

How was it? What are your thoughts?